User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/Death and Darkness RPG/@comment-4677325-20130522004957

OOC: Man, the Long Patrol comment chain died when Thornclaw and Jerrak stopped posting... But I'll try reviving it.

Captain Swordlance stands atop a dune, watching the two creatures jogging off into the distance. Sergeant Tragger approaches him. "Do you think they'll be back, sah?" Swordlance shakes his head. "I bally well doubt it, Tragger... There's barely any hope. We have no idea where that bloomin' horde has gotten to..." Suddenly, Corporal Rolaug comes stumbling up the dune. He salutes. "Sah, Stefon said he might've jolly well sighted smoke in the distance to the east!" Swordlance ponders this. "That's not anywhere near Salamandastron, wot... He's heading for Redwall Abbey!" Sergeant Tragger begins barking out orders to the hares at the foot of the dune. "Everyone pack up your bloomin' supplies! We're heading east, wot!" The 32nd Division of the Long Patrol begins heading east, straight for the large cloud of black smoke acting as a beacon in the sky.